Page 27 of Tattooed Vow

Without hesitation I hook my fingers into the hem of my gray T-shirt, pulling it over my head and letting it fall to the floor. My sweatpants follow pooling at my feet until I stand before him in nothing but black panties.

His gaze drags over me, slow, hungry, and possessive. My breath hitches.

“Panties. Off,” he orders low and commanding.

For a heartbeat, I freeze, caught between instinct and desire. Then, without breaking eye contact, I slide the panties down my legs, stepping out of them and leaving nothing between us.

He grabs me, lifting me off the ground and devouring my mouth like he’s been holding back for years. My legs wrap around his waist, and I meet him with equal force, kissing him like nothing else has ever mattered. The cold marble counter bites into my skin as he sets me down, and I gasp into his mouth, overwhelmed.

His fingers slide into my hair, pulling gently until I tilt my head. His lips follow, soft and reverent at first, trailing down my throat before pressing to my breast, leaving me trembling.

Dimitri spreads my thighs and slides his fingers through my slick heat.

“Fuuuck…” he growls against my breast.

He slides his hands down my legs, gripping my ankles and hooking them over his shoulders like he owns every inch of me. His gaze lingers between my thighs, slow and unapologetic before his tongue flicks over my clit with a deliberate, slow glide.

“Yesss…” I moan, my back arching with need.

He spreads me wider, pushing his tongue in as his grip tightens on my thighs. I curl my fingers in his thick, wavy hair, grinding against his mouth, desperate for more.

He pulls back just long enough to press possessive kisses against my pussy before thrusting a thick finger deep inside me. My eyes squeeze shut.

“Eyes on me,kiska,” he growls, licking his lips.

His finger thrusts rough and relentless, pulling gasps from me as pressure builds fast. My legs tremble, but he doesn’t slow. He pulls his finger free only to replace it with his mouth, dragging me to the edge with a brutal grip. His tongue drives into me, wicked and commanding. And then, without warning, his finger presses into my ass, stretching me.

I cry out as he circles my clit with his tongue and seals his mouth around it, pulling hard, relentlessly. His finger drives into my ass at a pace that makes me tremble. I cry out as the orgasm slams into me, wave after wave crashing through me harder than anything I’ve ever felt.

He rises, kissing me gently up my torso to my mouth.

“Fuck me, Dimitri,” I moan, breathless. “I need to feel all of you. Every inch.”

He scoops me into his arms like I weigh nothing, carrying me up the stairs like he’s done it a thousand times. He lowers me onto the bed slowly and deliberately. My gaze locks on him as he pushes his sweatpants down, revealing every chiseled inch.

His cock is long, thick, and hard. More than I ever dreamed. His warm brown eyes are glazed with desire.

“Spread your legs,” he orders.

Heat floods through me. I feel wild and unhinged like I’m losing control, and I don’t care. I part my legs, needing him more than I need my next breath.

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DIMITRI

Sandy looks like sin incarnate, stretched out on the bed, her pupils blown wide with lust. I slide the head of my cock into her glistening pussy, just enough to tease her. She flexes her hips, trying to pull me in deeper.

My name falls from her lips in a soft moan. “Dimitri…”

My control snaps. I thrust into her hard and fast. She gasps at the sudden fullness, her back arching slightly. Lifting her hips, she wraps her legs tightly around my waist, her eyes fluttering closed.

“Fuuuuck…” I groan. She’s perfect as if her body were made just for me. “You’re mine,” I growl, the words slipping out before I can stop them.

I don’t give her time to adjust. I fuck her fast and hard, pinching her pebbled pink nipple as she moans from pleasure.

“Eyes on me,” I order, wrapping my hand around her throat as I keep thrusting relentlessly.

Her eyes pop open, and I don’t release her throat until she locks her gaze on mine. My balls are aching, ready to burst, but I hold back, focusing on her instead. I grip her hips, hammering into her, hypnotized by the way her breasts bounce with every thrust.

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